The meal, filled with conversation and eating, ultimately took about an hour to conclude.
As Tsuna and Shouko left the kitchen, Shouko, still rubbing her stomach and gently patting someone beside her, complained, "It's all your fault! I told you to stop peeling, but you kept on!"
She couldn't help but burp and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
"Hehe..." Tsuna couldn't help but laugh at her expression, poking her fair forehead with his hand and curling his lips unconsciously.
"Can you blame me for that? You're so protective of your food! Junko-san even told you to give her half."
Shouko slapped his mischievous hand away and glared at him disapprovingly, "How can that be the same?"
"Come on, let's walk around the area to help digest the food." At this moment, Shizuka approached them from behind, rubbing their heads.
Regardless of their objections, she forcibly led them out of the hotel.
"What are you going to do?" Junko asked, puzzled, seeing Itohara trying to follow.
Itohara didn't want to explain and tried to shake her hand off, but it didn't work. His sister's grip tightened, and then he hurriedly said,
"I'm going to help my aunt and the others digest their food."
"What the hell? I'm busy right now, and you helping me digest my food is also a way to help me."
Junko glanced at the three people walking further and further away, and then, finding an excuse, she pulled Itohara in the other direction,completely ignoring Itohara's fierce resistance and words of refusal.
Finally, unable to bear his behavior, she sternly warned, "If you don't quiet down, I'll tell Dad about your stupid behavior this afternoon."
If it wasn't forceful enough, she added, "You don't want to have your favorite childhood braised pork belly tonight, do you?
And Dad's drunk tonight, so he'll be rough."
Itohara finally stopped. Seeing him quiet down, Junko said nothing more and released her grip on his wrist.
Itohara felt the restraint lift and figured he was going for a walk with his aunt and the others to digest his food.
Then she saw Itohara running off in the opposite direction without a word.
Junko didn't choose to chase him. After all, she had said that; his decision was his own.
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"Shizuka!?"
Just as Tsuna and the other two had stepped out of the hotel door, they heard a woman's exclamation from behind them.
The three turned around at once, only to hear Shizuka shout in surprise, "Yuki!?"
Tsuna looked at the woman before him, who must have been between thirty and forty. She had wavy brown hair, a curvaceous figure, a healthy beauty, and a splendid charm.
As the self-proclaimed "Great Detective" of Japan, Tsunayoshi would now observe her more closely, wondering if he could glean any insights into her work or other matters...
"Is she really that pretty?" someone, still observing, was brought back to his senses by a grumbling voice from the side.
Before he could react, a pair of hands blocked his view.
Tsuna looked at the darkness before him, raised his hands, grabbed Shouko's hands, and hurriedly explained:
"No, I was just guessing why this aunt suddenly asked for Shizuka."
Shizuka ignored the two people playing around beside her, looked at the woman in front of her, compared her with her memory, and said in surprise:
"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."
"Hehe..." The woman who was called Yuki by Shizuka had a smile on her face since she saw Shizuka, and waved at her:
"Yeah, I didn't expect to meet you when I came to take a hot spring bath. This world is a small place, hehe..."
The two began to talk and reminisce about the past at the hotel's door.
At the end of the conversation, the woman looked at Shizuka's figure and face carefully, blinked, and said in disbelief:
"I can't tell, Shizuka looks like she has given birth to two children at all."
Shizuka couldn't help but smile when she heard the words. She reached out and pulled the two people who had reconciled together, and introduced them to the woman:
"This is my child, Miyamura Tsunayoshi.
The other one is my goddaughter, Nishimiya Shouko. But in my heart, they both have the same weight.
They are both preparing to go to junior high school."
After the voice fell, Shizuka patted Tsuna's head and rubbed Shouko's head, and introduced the woman in front of them to them:
"This is my college classmate, Shoma Yukino, you can just call her Sister Yuki."
"No, no, no." Yuki hurriedly raised her hand to stop the two of them and said, embarrassedly:
"Just call me Aunt Yuki. My son should be the same age as you. How can I let you call me sister?"
Shizuka also took the opportunity to compliment the other person on her youth when she heard the words: "What? I can't tell that you already have a son. Why didn't you see it?"
"Isn't it? I've been divorced for fifteen years and remarried for nine years. My son is already twelve years old." Yuki waved her hand casually.
"...…" Shizuka was stunned. Tsuna and Shouko exchanged a glance, clearly bewildered by the complex timeline.
Shouko, who considered herself a master of elementary school math, began to count on her fingers. When she couldn't figure it out, she muttered,
"Isn't this just simple addition and subtraction? Why can't I do it?"
"Ring, ring, ring...!" A cell phone rang, interrupting their conversation.
"Shizuka, I'm leaving now. We'll get together again next time we have a chance." Yuki pulled her phone from her pocket, glanced at it, and hurriedly waved to the others before returning to the house.
"Let's go back too. We can go to the hot springs." Shizuka saw it was almost time, so she took the two of them and returned.
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"I was Wrong, wrong! I won't dare to do that again!"
The three of them had just reached the second floor when they heard the miserable sound of a pig being slaughtered in the living room.
Tsuna immediately recognized the voice and looked up at Shizuka. "That sounds like Itohara's voice."
"Hah!" Shizuka hurried over, grabbed the door handle, and yanked it hard.
The three of them saw Takeshi, his face flushed red, holding a belt. Itohara was sitting on the tatami, crying bitterly.
Junko and her mother were sitting at the coffee table, calmly sipping tea, as if they were already used to it.
Shizuka's sudden movement also caught the attention of the three people inside, and they all turned to look.
As for Itohara, he was still crying bitterly, not even looking at her.
"What are you doing? Hitting with a belt?" Shizuka took the opportunity to rush forward, snatched the belt from Takeshi's hand, and demanded angrily.
Itohara heard Shizuka's voice, looked up, and saw that it was indeed her. Without hesitation, he stood up and hid behind her.
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